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All this huge ice floes are due to the warmer weather at Lake St. Louis along the Lakeshore in Pointe-Claire, Que.
Bow Lake and Crowfoot Mountain
Icefields Parkway
Banff National Park, Alberta
When I first drove Icefields Parkway it was raining, socked in with clouds, and Bow Lake was frozen. Within a couple of weeks, the icy grip on the lake slowly broke up and the clouds parted giving a glimpse of the iconic beauty this drive is known for.
The cirque snowfield on the left side of the frame is Crowfoot Glacier, while Crowfoot Mountain (10,023 ft, 3,055 m) spans across the rest of the frame above Bow Lake.
The fiery end to a stormy day.Minutes before this picture,this scene was mostly white.But as soon as the sun broke through,it all changed...and turning up the contrast helped a bit too...
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A warm January morning at Sherdian Park in Cudahy, WI. Some of the ice has broken up and washer onto shore. With the warm weather, a lot of thawing was occurring. The path down to the lake was full of ice making it very difficult to navigate. In fact, I slipped and fell while exploring the shoreline for a composition. I ended up hurting my left thigh and ankle pretty good. Nothing was broken but I was limping for 2-3 days afterwards.
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It didn't come as a whisper,
it came as thunder.
It exploded in my throat
like glass from within.
I held it back so much
that I learned to smile with broken teeth,
to dress my rage
in Sunday best.
But today,
let it go.
I opened the doors for it,
I released it like a fasting wolf,
like a blade laughing in flight.
And what a relief,
seeing the world tremble to the beat of my fury!
What a delight
to break what was never mine!
My hands trembled,
not with fear,
but with joy:
the cruel music of relief
is the most sincere I've ever played.
Now I understand volcanoes.
They are not born to be silent.
Ice on the surface at Babson Farm Quarry, in Halibut Point State Park. No one but birds touches this surface; sheer rock walls and numerous warning signs assure that. The ice must have been thick, as this was left after quite a few days above freezing.
Revised to brighten and re-posted.
Note the face on the left---an eel, perhaps?
"Why should i listen to my heart ?
Because you will never be able to keep it quite.Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what you are thinking about life and about the world.
What happened that evening was the call of my heart and i have no regrets on that call. I followed the call of my heart and you decided what your heart was saying.
I forgive you because I love you and you do not love me.
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Ice floats away as the river rises, changing of the seasons.
East Fork of the Chippewa
Loretta, Wisconsin
The sunrise was a real damp squib, but around an hour later, the blanket of cloud started to breakup, and some lovely light came streaming through onto Beda Fell and the Martindale Valley.
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... während der TV-Lebenshilfe-Serie: "Hilfe, mein Kind nörpelt".
Heute zu den Fragen:
"Nörpeln, nur eine pubertäre Randerscheinung?
Wie ratsam ist die Nörpelschutzimpfung?"
Verbindlichen Dank dir, lieber Klaus, genannt "Objektkontrast" www.flickr.com/photos/tykle/ ,
für deine Aufklärung in puncto "Nörpel" bei www.flickr.com/photos/reiniha/8436018900/
Doc and I had several things to do in Glennallen this morning, and marveled at how fast the warm temperatures, and stiff breezes from the south - were melting the snow.
Outside of our local bank, the usual "breakup" lake had formed. It is not only large - but pretty darned deep as well. Each spring, Doc and I refer to it as "Wells Fargo Lake".
Sadly - if the melt keeps up at its current rate - there will be massive flooding along all of our rivers. It is something most rural Alaskans think about and prepare for. You must be ready to leave your property at a moment's notice.
Very early spring in Alaska this year - and after a few more inches of snow on Monday, and a rapid melt - some places have mighty big puddles.
It's nice, occasionally, to have some liquid water to absorb some of the Aurora's jade rays ... Courtesy of a week of very warm days, and the swift current of the Takhini River ... This is the first time I've had that since about six months ago.
Breakups are hard ... but saying goodbye to scenes like this for another year are especially tough ;-)
From a series of images made working the sunset on 2024-03-01
blogged here: djenglandphotography.blogspot.com/2024/04/photo-of-week-2...
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